The Summer my Cousin Pablo Ruined Me (Part 13)

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Part 13 - In his Time of Need

Pablo had caught the flu and was bedridden for days. He’d always been the type of person to go months on end perfectly fine, but once he was sick it shook his world. His mom had advised me to sleep at the house’s office room on an inflatable mattress, but after the first night of torment and desolation I couldn’t bear to be in a room without Pablo.

I moved the inflatable to his room the next day for fear of losing my sanity, and I didn’t care whether it drew more attention towards us. I missed Pablo’s nightly embrace terribly, and I longed for the heavy weight of his legs wrapped around my own and his chest pinning me against the wall. Still, I felt safe, protected, cherished, at his close proximity. Laying on the floor beside him while he rested meant I could at the very least hear his breathing, knowing he was present.

Pablo didn’t mind my growing borderline obsession towards him. In fact, it was almost like he expected me to behave this way. Even sick, he demanded I jerk him off, his arms allegedly too tired to do it himself. One afternoon his dad nearly caught us, and he asked me if I was feeling sick due to my flustered face and drool on my chin from having just had his son’s cock in my mouth.

Pablo was almost back at his feet, but still lacked the stamina to fully have sex with me. My hole would throb at the slightest flight of attention from him, and I was aware of the empty void in my ass at all given times. One day I realized I had to take control for once.

Pablo’s mom had asked me if I could help him shower, acknowledging that it’d be awkward but I’d be helping him greatly. My fingers trembled at the thought, the idea of so openly being in the shower with Pablo. This somehow felt different than the times in the locker room, since this was fully endorsed by his mother and it would be in a much more enclosed, private space.

“Oh hell yes.” Pablo had a huge grin on his face when I relayed his mom’s request.

I blushed as I stripped Pablo off in the bathroom. It felt so intimate, and I had a feeling Pablo could sense this too. Still, he just stood there, his aura that of a spoiled prince allowing his servant the honor of pampering him.

His skin was paler than usual, but his muscles showcased the formidable force he was. I don’t know what came over me, but I got close to his body, looked up at him chest to chest, and began kissing his neck. I kissed his shoulder blades. toned chest, stretched out an arm and then the other, and covered every square inch of his skin. I was grateful to be at the presence of my nude cousin, and I wanted to remind Pablo of that. I was down on my knees kissing the top of his feet before he lifted one up and I covered the sole of his foot.

His cock was fully erect, pointing straight at me, and from the days of no showering it’d acquired a sexy manly musk. I kissed his balls and finished off with a smooch on his dick head, just as I’d done the first night things took a turn and Pablo had me suck him off.

I lathered his body carefully and with nurture under the water, and soon we found ourselves back on his bed.

“You’re not gonna leave me with blue balls are you?” Pablo’s semi bulged out from his thin shorts. He was clearly annoyed I hadn’t taken advantage of the situation and pleased him.

“Trust me, I will. When everyone’s asleep I’ll satisfy you.” My lips quivered.

“Better make it worth the wait, Carlitos. You don’t want me horny and angry.” Pablo said. I was standing beside him now and he reached for my ass and gave it a harsh squeeze. I winced, and a shameful bulge grew in my shorts in response.

I prepared for the night, and I found myself back on Pablo’s bed. I was afraid he’d fallen asleep, but when I took off his sheets he grabbed my forearm with force.

“Get to it, bitch.” Pablo said.

I stripped my clothes off and then Pablo’s, and my knees buckled in anxiety. Pablo must have thought I’d just suck him off again, but I needed him more, much more.

“Carlitos!” Pablo let out, astonished.

I had lubed myself up and his cock, and I made my way comfortable as I sat on it. Pablo moaned as my tight asshole consumed his wide head and then more. I felt this thick dick veins reach inside of me, and I cried out in pain until it was fully inserted. That’s when I opened my eyes in surprise at just how much deeper he felt inside of me in this position. Gravity forcing my ass down into him was both a blessing and a curse, my dick bobbing and leaking as I slowly rode Pablo up and down.

“That’s right, whore. You wanted my cock so bad you couldn’t wait. Greedy bitch.” Pablo said, his words stinging me in an impossibly exhilarating way.

All I could muster was low whimpers in response, my thighs shaking as they supported my body gliding on Pablo’s dick.

“Do it faster, slut!” Pablo said before taking control and bucking his hips, impaling me the deepest he’d ever gone.

I gasped as his large, harsh hands found my hips and he directed the motions, not giving me time to take him at my pace. His bed springs made a lot of commotion, and I was afraid we’d finally be caught.

“Pablo, no, not there!” I yelped as Pablo found the exact motion to hit my prostate entirely. A peeing sensation overcame me, and I actually feared I was going to pee myself.

“That’s right Carlitos, take it like the little bitch you are.”

We came at the same time, Pablo holding on to my hips so tight I found bruises the next day, and my dick drained to the extent that it hurt just to touch it right after. I reached for some tissues to clean my cum off his chest first, but he stopped me.

“No, lick it clean.” He instructed.

I’d obviously tasted semen before, but never my own. I hesitated but Pablo reached for and twisted my nipple. I moaned, and did as instructed.

“Dirty whore.” Pablo snickered, his arms flexing behind his head and a satisfied smile on his face. I had already degraded my body and succumbed to his service, and yet his need to see me embarrass myself was insatiable.